What about Gideon?

I hastily wiped the tears on my face and stood up. "H-how long have you been here?"

Did Charlie hear anything?

"Didn't I say I wanted to be alone?" My voice rose a bit.

No. He didn't hear it. He could not know.

"I know you wanted me to wait there but it's been an hour, Bianca. I thought you got lost or something…"

He took a deep breath and took something from his pocket. A handkerchief. He handed it to me. "Here. Wipe your tears."

His voice was gentle. His eyes sad. I suddenly felt sorry for snapping at him.

"I'm sorry… I forgot about the time." I said as I took his handkerchief. This time, I properly dried my face.

"You have nothing to be sorry about." His hands were in his pocket as he glanced at the tomb in front of us.

No. I have many things to apologize for, Charlie.

"I'm sorry for disturbing you." His eyes went back to me. "I'll go back to the car. I'll wait for you there."

"No. I'm done here. Let's go."

"Are you sure? I don't mind waiting."

I gave him a sma